Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Life Goes On...

With each passing day I find the most difficult part of Mya leaving is the lack of closure.  She was asleep when we left her in her new home and I don't feel like we were able to really explain things to her so she could understand.  Even now I still hope and wonder if she will come back home to us.  At what point do I move on, not just physically, but emotionally.

I keep myself busy.  The kids have baseball, volleyball, track and church activities.  I've even taken up canning and we're planning a garden for this summer.  Soon it will be time to open the pool, mow the lawn and plant flowers.  My life continues as if Mya were never a part of it.  But my mind pushes out thoughts of her and my heart aches reminding me that she was and is a part of my life.
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6 comments:

  1. SaraMarch 9, 2011 at 3:59 PM

    I am so sorry Shannon. I hope Mya is okay. I love how you've taken up canning and are planning a garden. Kudos to you and your family. You have such wonderful kids!

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  2. MaryMarch 9, 2011 at 4:10 PM

    Thinking of you- Hugs!

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  3. KatrinaMarch 10, 2011 at 1:11 AM

    so sorry. I wish the pain of foster care could be less. What a good mother you were to her. Her head may not always remember you but her heart will.

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  4. GlendaMarch 10, 2011 at 1:47 AM

    I have been reading all of your old blog post and i just love your blog. With that being said im so sorry for Mya leaving your family. My heart goes out to you in your time of lost. Praying for you

    Glenda

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  5. Elder LaFondMarch 11, 2011 at 10:35 AM

    What a wonderful picture of Mya. We love and miss your family, and you and Mya are still in our prayers.

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  6. MamaFosterMarch 12, 2011 at 3:17 PM

    i have been going thru the same thing with my little girl who i fostered for 16 months and then was placed back with her bio mom.

    she has been gone for 4 months now...it still hurts but it has gotten better. i think about her every day. i wonder if i will ever get a call for her to come back to me...but there is part of me that is starting to move on. it doesn't matter how long she is gone, she will always have a place here.

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